Shrugging it off, keeping a straight face and acting strong about it was not courage, but pride. Perhaps it was…
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Recovery
Just so I remember.
* Letter pubished with permission Hey Waijia, I’m not sure if you remember me. I came to support group with…
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The Writer’s paradox.
I could never explain it. One moment, it’s brave confession and another, awkward embarrassment. A friend once asked me before,…
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Sharpened pencils.
“Children, what is this?” All eyes were glued on the teacher during Sunday school yesterday. “A PENCIL!!” “Is a pencil…
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Picking Rainbow Up.
I guess when you start drawing a circle from a point, it’s only right that it comes to completion. Is…
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Hungry.
I am fascinated by hunger. Perhaps, it has something to do with its spiritual connotation as well as those 2…
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